Men's Briefs

In the pulsing haze of the club, Colton Reece hunts for that spark, the one who'll ignite the night. His eyes lock on Luke Truong, a lithe young twink with a gaze that hooks him instantly. No words needed—Colton sweeps him away to a shadowed back room, empty and ripe for surrender. He peels off Luke's clothes, layer by teasing layer, until the boy's smooth skin gleams under the dim light. Colton's cock, rigid and demanding, plunges into Luke's eager mouth for a deep, relentless skull fuck. Luke grips the rogue stripper pole like a lifeline, his knuckles whitening as he bends over. Colton's tongue dives in, rimming that tight hole with hungry laps, opening him up. The boy whimpers, then sinks down, impaling himself on Colton's thick shaft—slow at first, then with a greedy rhythm. Yelps escape Luke's lips, begging for harder, deeper. Colton unleashes, jackhammering with raw power, hips slamming like thunder. He pulls out, slick and shining. Luke drops to his knees, sucking greedily, savoring the musky tang of his own ass on that throbbing length. Colton can't wait long— he flips him again, destroys that hole with ferocious thrusts until the edge sharpens. Finally, he withdraws, strokes once, twice, and unleashes ropes of creamy cum across Luke's flushed face, marking him. Panting, Luke wraps a hand around his own cock, strokes furiously, and erupts in a stunning arc of his own release.